365 Pretty Boy

by TheBlueRequiem

Summary:

"In the week that followed, Maru earned a new addition to his uniform, and a new moniker attached to his desk.

Maru’s fingertips ran along the surface of the dog collar gracing his neck as he read the new name plate."

Maru’s Debut as the Ganghwa Island Office's Bitch.

Chapter 1: Debut

Notes:

This is an incredibly self-indulgent fic. I just really like to see Maru crying and whimpering.

This fic is heavily inspired by the episode where everyone pestered Maru over his production of the yellow dust. Specifically the panel where the Director shoved his finger inside of Maru’s mouth to check for dust.

The Ganghwa Island team shared a collective sigh, burning through as much paperwork as they could before the major deadline from the main office reared its ugly head. It didn't help that they were two men down as Officers Kim Yibak and Yoon Jiwon were off-duty. 

 

“Damn.” Director Go Deokman exhaled. “We're going to have to haul ass.” He gestured to the monstrosity of paperwork stacked on his desk. 

 

“Fuck! I'm so damn bored!” sneered a bloodthirsty Seonwoo Eden who seethed at the idea of being stuck in the office all day. 

 

Kang Chana remained silent, but the furrow of her brow and her downcast eyes said enough. 

 

Nam Yoseok groaned and threw his head on the desk, eyes buried underneath crossed arms. “Goodness…if only we had some form of a stress reliever.” The beginnings of a smirk appeared on his face. 

 

Eden’s ears perked up. “Are we gonna go outside?” 

 

“Are you a fucking dog?” Kang Chana snapped. 

 

Before the Director could corral his band of overgrown children, an incredibly late Han Maru bashfully reared his head through the door. 

 

“Hehe…sorry for the dela-” 

 

Eden practically flew across the room, shooting his hand across Maru's neck. Maru grabbed at Seonwoo’s arm, wheezing and wondering if he should have accepted the Seoul transfer. The Director sighed, and Chana stood up to intervene. 

 

“Where the FUCK have you been” Eden began his routine verbal assault. Yoseok doubled over in laughter, already accustomed to the mutual workplace violence between the two rookies. 

 

Maru was not even the least bit concerned with answering that question (he had slept through an alarm), focusing on guaranteeing his survival instead. Maneuvering the weight of his body along Seonwoo's Iron-locked arm, Han Maru swung his legs around Eden's waist, placing him in his signature grapple. Before Eden could react, Maru used the remainder of the force in his body to crash the both of them to the floor, resulting in a resounding ‘Thud’. 

 

Maru greedily inhaled as oxygen returned to his lungs. His face was still flushed from asphyxiation. While recovering, he glowered at the blue-haired man underneath him, who shared a mutual expression of contempt. 

 

“Seonwoo Eden. What the HELL is your problem” Maru spat out, mood absolutely abysmal in the earliest minutes of his workday. 

 

“Silly Maru” A jovial Yoseok, powered by mischief and spite, approached the area of the proverbial fighting ring. “You're two hours late. You're not being a team player.”

 

Maru sighed, attempting to explain himself when his words were cut short by the feeling of a hand running through strands of his head. 

 

“What are you- Ah!” The hand yanked Maru’s head back, causing him to whimper in pain. The hand belonged to none other than Kang Chana, and his blood ran cold.

 

“Maru…I put so much faith in you every day. Why do you pay me back with these antics?”

 

A litany of emotion danced across Maru’s face. The proximity of the beautiful face he'd always admired from afar made his heart pound, but her reprimanding words made his heart sink. “Miss Kang, I-”

 

“You've been a bad boy, Maru.” 

 

Another tug, and Maru couldn't restrain the humiliating moan that tumbled out of his lips. His hips involuntarily jerked forward, the delicious friction beneath him causing his breath to hitch. 

 

Friction underneath him? 

 

Oh. 

 

Seonwoo Eden’s face turned an absolute cherry red as everything unfolded above him. Han Maru straddled him, whimpered and ground his hips into his own. He became painfully hard, pitifully quickly. And he was so incredibly angry at the fact that he was hard. Something snapped in his mind. 

 

Han Maru gasped in horror at the feeling of his erection touching Eden’s. He attempted to shift, hoping to get up and flee to the restroom, but to his utter shock and dismay, Eden’s hands found themselves cemented onto his waist, the temple ability user's vice-grip holding him hostage. 

 

“Seonwoo, what-” Another forceful pull at his head short circuited his brain, Maru whimpered without restraint. His hips moved forward again, Eden throwing his head back as he kept the rhythm going.

 

“Say, Maru..” Yoseok began. “Do you want to be a good boy?” He joined the pairing on the floor, placing a hand right across Maru's neck. “Hey, Chana. What was that about a dog earlier? This one is missing a collar.” 

 

Maru was absolutely bewildered. The man he strongly detested was grinding himself against him, his workplace crush was dominating him, and the office femboy was humiliating him. The last vestiges of reason began to slip from his mind, and conflicting desires ran through his body. He didn't know whether he wanted to laugh, or cry. Tears pooled at the waterline of his eyes, so it seemed that the latter would be the case. 

 

“I- FUCK!” Maru cried out as Eden slightly changed angles and began to thrust himself against the hips anchored to him above. “You're always pissing me off every day!” Seonwoo panted between words. “It's about time that you learned how to be useful.” A particular jut of Maru's hips sent Eden’s head flying backwards, mouth parted in a silent moan.

 

It was all too much. 

 

Director Go silently observed the scene from his desk, not saying a single word. His cock twitched in his pants as he considered the ethical risks behind slutting out his rookie on the clock. 

 

“Ahh!” A deep, whorish moan provided the Director with the answer that he needed. It had been a while for him, after all. His hand found the zipper of his pants. 

 

“You have such a cute voice, Maru~” Kang Chana's alluring voice pierced through Maru's brain. Fingers still entangled between black locks, Chana gently pulled until Maru could directly look at her in the eyes. He was incredibly too far gone; His eyes rolled back and a strand of drool lined his chin. She was more than pleased with this, committing that face to memory for personal use. 

 

Nam Yoseok stripped Maru’s torso of his clothes, and a new set of hands joined his already overstimulated body. Maru’s eyes were locked on Chana's, and he let out another broken whimper at the feeling of his nipples pinched by delicate hands. “Oh, so you're sensitive here?” Nam giggled at Maru's responsiveness, reading him like an open book. 

 

“And look at Eden~. Hey, maybe you should do this more often. It'll get rid of that stick up your ass" Yoseok quipped. Chana shifted her gaze towards the haughty, blue-haired man. “S-Shut up!” He stammered out through groans.

 

 The older man's torso was in full view, and the sounds he produced were guaranteed to linger within Eden's dreams. He'd wondered why those noises drove him so crazy, making him act in ways he'd never even fathom. Maru’s hips found themselves back in the captivity of his hands, soft skin dipping underneath Eden’s fingers. 

 

Kang Chana wished that she could have crossed this line with him even earlier. She loved having the effect that she did over Maru; She loved listening to his cries and watching him tremble at her touch. It made her discover things within herself that she desired to explore. 

 

“I'm so glad I fought for you to stay.” Chana's sultry words were lined with a dangerous edge. 

“You're going to be so, so useful.” Her hand finally left Maru’s scalp, fingertips trailing until they cupped his cheek. 

 

Maru didn't have the capacity to comprehend the implications of that statement. His mind darted between the multiples of hands touching every inch of his skin. His body vibrated from the overwhelming feeling of touch, and a familiar sensation began to accompany the steadily rising pressure on his groin. His vision hyper-focused, and he found himself staring into Eden’s eyes. 

 

“Eden,” Maru mewled, voice becoming unstable. “If you keep doing that-”

 

“Do it. Do it, I dare you. Come in front of all of these people.” Pupils blown wide, Seonwoo became determined to finish the job. “Come like the slut that you are.” 

 

Officer Nam's hands were still kneading and flicking Maru’s nipples, stained a dark shade of red. “I bet you sound so cute when you come.” 

 

Kang Chana removed her hand from Maru's face, kneeling to be eye level with him. Her lips ghosted the tip of his ear. Maru was on the precipice of the point of no return. 

 

Chana smiled against his ear. “Be a good boy” She commanded, softly kissing his cheek. “Come”. 

 

It started out small. The feeling slowly spread outward, sweetness enveloping his entire body. 

 

“AHHNN!~♡” 

 

Han Maru cried out in bliss as the feeling transformed into a rapid ocean wave, vision covered in blinding light. There was a faint roaring within his mind, blocking out all noise aside from the whimpering and moaning that he couldn't recognize as his own. His back was arched so beautifully, tears streaming down his face as he violently shook. 

 

Eden came with gritted teeth at the sound of Maru’s long-drawn-out whimper.

 

Chana’s eyes lit up, lips lining Maru's cheeks with kisses as he rode the wave. 

 

Yoseok grinned against Maru’s back as he held him, peppering kisses on his shoulders. 

 

The Director wiped his hand off with a tissue, and stood up to approach the group. Maru had long since collapsed into Yoseok’s arms, collecting himself. Deokman lifted Maru’s chin with his thumb, wanting to look closely at the ruined face he’d dreamed of fucking during the brief time that they had lived together.

 

“You know, Maru,” Director Go pressed a thumb against the younger man's bottom lip. “I think I will amend your job title. Don't worry, it'll come with a nice raise.” Deokman smirked as Maru absentmindedly accepted the digit, tongue wrapping around the tip. 

 

________________________

 

The entire ordeal was a conspiracy.

 

“Those rookies drive me up a wall with their incessant bickering” An exasperated Chana complained. Yoseok had accompanied her to a neighboring restaurant during a lunch break. 

 

“Honestly, I think that they just need a little intervention.” Officer Nam raised a piece of samgyeopsal to his mouth. The gears turned in the both of their minds, and by some form of divination, their thoughts aligned. 

 

“I'm pretty sure that Maru likes you.” He wants to fuck you 

 

“Yoseok, aren't you going out for drinks tonight?” What are we gonna do about it? 

 

Both parties exchanged smiles.

 

Settling into the booth of a local Pub, Officer Yoseok made sure to abuse his sunbae privileges.

Maru didn't notice the fact that Yoseok had barely depleted the supply of soju on the table. 

 

Convincing Maru to take a selfie using his phone, his daily alarm was edited to ring the day after the next. 

 

In the week that followed, Maru earned a new addition to his uniform, and a new moniker attached to his desk. 

 

Maru’s fingertips ran along the surface of the dog collar gracing his neck as he read the new name plate. 

 

“Ministry of Environment, Officer Han Maru, Ganghwa Island Team's Bitch.” 

Notes:

Yoseok is a dangerous man. Thank you for reading.

Chapter 2: [Kang Chana] Forbidden Fruit

Summary:

Maru settles into the role of Office Bitch after one month. Kang Chana decides to take advantage of the opportunity.

Notes:

I'm finally back with another chapter. This one is a significantly longer read, but it will be worth it. I wanted to explore a more dominant Chana and let her have some fun with a submissive Maru. Sorry if any of the characters sound OOC.

This chapter is incredibly more explicit than the last, so you've been warned in advance.

Maru received his raise. He received a bonus on top of his hazard pay, and his regular salary doubled. His mother interrogated him about how he'd sourced the funding to get the surplus of gifts she'd been receiving. 

It had all come to a head when she found a new flat screen TV and a custom weight set sitting at her front door.

“Maru,” Her stern voice carried over the video call. “I'm happy to know that you've gotten a raise, but I don't need all of these things. I'm a very simple woman.” She spoke with earnest. 

“But moooom, I just wanted to celebrate!! I'm finally making it rain!” Maru threw his hands up, the force accidentally knocking over his propped phone camera, sending it to the darkness of the couch cushions. 

Ms.Han sighed at her twenty-nine year old son, waiting for his screen to be retrieved from the darkness. “And I'm extremely proud of you for that. What have you been doing at work to get such a massive salary jump?” 

Maru's cheeks turned a furious shade of red, and he pretended to struggle to search for the phone. “Sorry, what was that?”

Ms. Han’s eyebrows raised in suspicion as she could have sworn that she saw his finger pass by the front camera screen 4 times. Exhaling, she decided to quit.

“I was just saying that I'm happy that the Ministry is recognizing how talented my wonderful son is.” Maru finally calmed down enough to bring the camera back to the light, and gave his mother a bright smile. 

“Thank you, mom.” Maru released a deep sigh of relief after the call concluded with the usual spiel of ‘don't forget to do adulting task x, y, z’. What he didn't realize was the fact that she was not fooled by the act of him wearing a turtleneck in the middle of a record summer. 

“Oh, he finally has a partner.” Ms. Han thought to herself, teary eyed. “Maybe he'll take better care of himself.”

 

Han Maru, was in fact, being taken care of quite well. 

 

The work day would begin as usual, with slight modifications. He'd pass the director his completed documents for whatever government project the branch would be assigned, and he'd be met with a slap on the ass in appreciation.

He couldn't show up to the office without a sleek new addition to his suit: a very modest 1 inch width leather collar. Attached to the collar was a silver leash, 30 inches long. It was discreet enough to be considered an alternative fashion element, but Maru would immediately take it off at the end of his shifts. He didn't know if he could emotionally handle the public perception. 

There was an instance where Maru stood by the printer waiting for another stack of paper to be consolidated. A large set of hands snaked around his torso, and the hard body of a man pressed against his back. Maru rolled his eyes, annoyed by the feeling of the hard-on pressing into the cleft of his ass.

 

“Director Go.” Maru began, wanting to at least start on the new briefing for a project before his lunch break. Maru felt the stubble of the Director's chin on the back of his neck, and forced down a gasp at the upward tug of his chain. Maru glanced at the Director from his periphery.

“Meet me in the breakroom.” Deokman whispered in his ear with finality, before finally letting him free. Maru collected the papers (and himself), placing them in his chair. 

 

Most of the crew left for a level 4 Rakshasa alarm, save for Officers Nam and Ibak. As Maru headed for the breakroom, he glanced over at Yoseok, who grinned and made a motion with his mouth and thumb: pressing his tongue to the side of his cheek and moving it in tandem with his thumb pointing sideways, simulating a blowjob gesture. He giggled at the sight of Maru’s face exploding in red. 

Seonwoo Eden wanted a break from it all. He hated coming back from missions to see that idiotic fucked out, constantly drooling, panting face. Seriously, he wondered why his mouth was always open, even before the days of him becoming the office pet.

Officer Jiwon was having the time of her life. It had been a while since Jiwon Yoon lived out any of her fantasies. She wasn't entirely privy to using Maru to the fullest extent, but she loved yanking at his chain when he did something foolish, or kissing his forehead when he did something she approved.  

 

“How long should we stay like this?” Maru spoke quietly, sitting in Officer Yoon's lap on a slow day. 

 

“Until I say so.” Jiwon smiled as she finished her paperwork with one hand, the other resting on his thigh. She had to peer around his torso to even read the paperwork on the table, but she didn't mind. When she was satisfied with everything, Officer Yoon lifted Maru's hand to her mouth, kissing the inside of his palm. 

 

“You've been a good boy today.” 

 

Maru felt like he'd topple over and die from humiliation one of these days. His heart would jump in his throat, and he'd begin to sputter and lose his words. But there was a part of him that liked it. Liked the feeling of being commanded, ordered around, praised and admonished. There was a level of safety to be found in turning off his brain around the people he could trust, in exchange for entertaining their whims and wiles. 

 

‘Safety First’ was Han Maru's motif, after all. 

 

Chana, Eden, and Jiwon returned from the level 4 mission to find Director Go and Han Maru emerge from the breakroom at the same time. “Yo.” A very refreshed and energetic Sunbae acknowledged the returnees and walked to the office. 

 

Seonwoo and Maru’s eyes connected for a brief second before the Nachal-man's eyes started darting around the room. His lips were reddened, and he had an overall disheveled appearance. 

Eden imagined those lips on himself, and turned on his heel, walking away from Maru to dispel the line of thought. What happened last month was an anomaly that would not be repeated ever again. That's what he told himself to remain sane. 

Chana’s gaze lingered on Maru's lips. She couldn't help but take the time to appreciate Han Maru in his wrecked state. Maru continued to avoid looking anyone in the eye, but Kang Chana would have none of it. She approached him, and pulled at the leash on his neck. Maru yelped, eyes widening as he became extremely close to Chana's face. 

 

“I see that you've been working hard.” Chana smiled. Maru wanted to bury himself into the ground.

 

“Yes, Officer Kang.” Was the only reply he could muster. Chana hummed, running her fingers underneath his chin. Examining his lips again, she wondered how it would feel like to try them out herself. She smirked, running a hand along Maru’s torso, considering her next steps. Maru let out a shaky exhale.

 

Nothing came of it. She released the leash and went about her merry way, leaving behind a confused and horny Han Maru.

 

 

_________________________

 

 

The office began to clear out for the day, leaving Maru and Chana alone. Chana gave her usual excuse about needing to work overtime to catch up on the paperwork that she couldn't tend to as a result of the mission. Though, the reality was that she was a massive workaholic. Work inadvertently became a very unhealthy stress reliever. It helped her take her mind off things, running away from problems she didn't want to dwell on.

However, Chana realized on that fateful day one month ago, that it had been too damn long. Too long to go without taking care of herself, considering her needs and her wants. 

 

She was going to push the envelope tonight, because she deserved it.

 

That, and she loved Maru’s pathetic countenance. She knew that he was absolutely whipped for her, and figured that it wouldn't hurt to indulge him.

Maru was finishing up work on his end when he felt a familiar soft set of hands run along his traps, softly groaning at the feeling of being massaged. It was music to Chana's ears. The hands drifted upwards until her fingers were intertwined with black strands. His breath hitched at the slight tug. 

 

“Oh Maru, I'm so happy that you're keeping me company tonight!” Maru did not, in fact, plan to stay in the office that night, but it was Kang Chana. He had to oblige her, because he'd do anything for her. He needed her. 

 

“I'd do anything for you, Officer Kang.” He accidentally spoke his thoughts aloud. Kang Chana laughed heartily, and it made Maru’s heart swell. 

 

She continued to massage his scalp, and he continued to quietly groan at the touch. It was almost akin to the sounds of purring, and Chana drank it like water. She wanted to hear more; She needed more. 

 

“Maru, could you help me with something?” There was a glint in her eye. 

 

“Yes ma'am.” Maru leaned into her touch. 

 

His chair suddenly swiveled 180 degrees, and he faced an incredibly bloodthirsty Kang Chana, who placed a knee between his thighs. “Officer Kang- Ah!” Maru gasped at the feeling of her knee pressing downwards on his cock. She pulled at the handle of the leash, and if experiencing Deja Vu, Maru found himself staring into her eyes again, wondering what her lips would feel like against his own.

That was why Han Maru almost came in his pants when Chana finally met his lips with her own. It was a filthy kiss, full of all of Chana's worldly frustrations and stress. She devoured him, giving him no time to breathe. Tugging at the leash caused Maru to gasp, allowing Chana to dominate Maru’s mouth with her tongue. Maru felt like he'd be okay if he died after this moment.

 

Chana broke the kiss and stood up. “Kneel.” 

 

Maru slid out of his chair, knees hitting the floor. He looked at her with wanton, expectant eyes. If he had a tail, it would be rhythmically thumping on the ground. 

 

“Goodness, you really are dog-like.” Chana smirked. “If I told you to bark, would you do it?”

 

“....Arf.” No hesitation was needed. 

 

“...Oh my.” Chana covered her mouth as she laughed. Oh, she needed this. 

 

“Come.” Chana walked to her desk chair, beckoning Maru to follow. She was enamored by the fact that he, indeed, did so while on his knees.

Han Maru stilled in anticipation as Chana slowly removed her clothing. First came her sweatpants, playfully moving the waist band around with her thumbs before moving them downward. Then, her sweatshirt. Maru admired her beauty, becoming grateful to whatever entity that allowed him to exist in that moment. 

 

Chana kept her bra and panties on, sitting in her chair and crossing her legs. 

 

“Shirt. Off.” 

 

Zero hesitation. Maru found the buttons easier than ever to remove. Chana was pleased with this. She made a come hither motion with her pointer figure, and found herself getting incredibly aroused at the slight of a submissive Han Maru crawling up to her knees. 

“How badly do you want me?” Chana breathed out, running her toes across Maru’s shoulders. Maru didn't know how to articulate the fact that he'd been past the point of wanting her. He needed to serve her, he needed her to ruin him; he needed her to ruin his life. Every time he would be her proximity, Maru would be filled with a deep sense of yearning. 

 

He found himself nuzzling his cheek against her calf, kissing it and worshipping her. “I need you.” 

 

Maru’s heart almost jumped out of his body at the sight of Chana’s legs spreading, giving him an outline of her beautiful pussy. 

 

“Show me.” Chana pressed his face to her clothed center, and Maru could have come untouched. 

 

Chana's face reddened as she realized how far she had taken things. She gasped at the feeling of Maru slowly peppering kisses around the outside of her core, and he was enthralled by the dampening of her panties. 

 

Maru buried his nose into her, breathing her in as though she was oxygen. Up and down and up and down, Chana began to moan at the feeling of the nose rubbing against her clothed clit.

 

“Oh, you're doing so good already..such a good boy.” Maru’s cock twitched in his pants. Chana ran her foot across his clothed cock. “You can take these off too.” Unwilling to get up from his place between her legs, Maru settled for the next best thing, unbuttoning his pants and freeing his cock.

 

“Are you that hard from eating me out?”

 

“I was hard from the moment you touched me.” 

 

Kang Chana couldn't help but laugh, though that laughter was quickly replaced with a moan as Maru dove back in. 

 

Pushing aside her panties, Maru looked up, waiting for permission to lick Chana's bare cunt. Chana responded by pressing his head to her center.

 

Chana didn't realize that Maru would be that good of an eater. 

 

Maru drowned in the sounds of Chana's cries, moaning at the feeling of her on his tongue. He softly kissed her clit hood before going in with his lips, greedily sucking at it.

 

“Oh!! Right there, yes! Such a good boy, such a good- AHN!!” A particular motion of his lips made her eyes roll backwards. Maru groaned at the feeling of Chana's hands mercilessly gripping at his hair, the pain spurring him on. The vibrations from his moaning hit Chana's clit, and she saw stars. 

 

Maru didn't want the moment to end. For a brief moment, he stopped to take a breath. He felt a hand strongly grip his cheeks, raising his face to look at Chana's. 

 

“Did I tell you to stop?” Chana had a fierce look in her eyes. 

 

“...No, Officer Kang.” Maru became incredibly flustered and apologetic. 

 

Chana pushed Maru's face away from her legs, eliciting a desperate whine. She maintained her poker face, but grinned internally. 

 

“Officer Han Maru. Are you sure you really want this?” Kang Chana found the leash handle and lightly pulled at it. 

 

Maru immediately began to beg. 

 

“Please please please please-” His eyes shone with desperation. “Let me please you, please use me, I'm sorry, I'll never stop again, I'll never breathe again-” 

 

Chana couldn't maintain her poker face, genuine feelings of joy rippling through her being as she laughed. She'd been pursued by many desperate men, but none of them were as cute or attentive as Han Maru. 

 

She opened her legs again, inviting him back in between them with the tug of his leash. Not one to repeat his mistakes, Maru immediately got to work, spreading her open with his fingers and fucking her with his tongue. 

 

The noises being produced defiled the office. Chana moaned at the feeling of being devoured, and Maru practically cried at the act of devouring her. The sounds of licking and sucking reverberated around the walls of the office.

 

She'd praise him between moans, pulling at the leash when she wanted him to move to the left,right, up, or down. She shivered at the feeling of her clit being lightly kissed and licked with the tip of his tongue. 

 

“Maru, I want you to come when I come.” Chana panted out, one hand buried in his hair. 

 

Maru didn't know how to tell her that he'd been barely keeping himself from spilling all over the office floor. He wrapped his free hand around his cock, pumping in sync with the movement of Chana's hips. 

 

“Han Maru! You're so good, you're so good, Ah! I'm so close.” Chana's voice became high-pitched, Maru could have sworn that he made it to heaven. Hollowing his cheeks, he continued to suck at the sensitive bud. Chana's eyes found the back of her skull, toes curling. 

 

“Hah, keep going keep going don't stop-”

 

Maru violently came at the taste of Chana's release. It was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted in his life. 

 

Chana's head was thrown back in a silent scream, her thighs shaking around Maru’s head as she rode out her orgasm on his tongue. 

 

It had been one of the happiest moments of Maru's life. An out of breath Chana peered downwards, and a mutual expression of bliss was shared between the two. 

 

______________________

 

Chana dragged Maru to the shower and admired his physique while lathering his torso with soap. She loved how flustered he still got despite all of erotic things that they'd done together. 

 

Maru found himself spooning Chana on the office couch. As he inhaled the citrus scent of Chana's shampoo, he wondered how he ended up in such a peculiar position at work. 

 

Chana smiled in her sleep, finally getting a good night's worth of rest.  

Notes:

Chana is really that girl. Thank you for reading.

Chapter 3: [Nam Yoseok] Agent of Chaos

Summary:

Maru and Yoseok put on a show. Eden can’t peel his eyes away from it, and he decides to get involved.

Notes:

I’m getting more delirious at the conceptual stage of each chapter. I want everyone to know that this is absolutely a crack fic, not a serious interpretation of this cast. Anyway, this chapter will once again be even more explicit than the last, and includes a mild amount of voyeurism. I mean, I guess the story already did, but it’s really for real now. Updating the tags as we speak.

The chapter title is a little misleading. This is a very Eden centric chapter, but the major player this round is Yoseok.

It’s a bit shorter of a chapter this time. I hope you enjoy it.

Eden was on the precipice of insanity. Images of Maru splayed against desks, across people’s laps and bent over on the floor kept flashing across his mind like a convoluted slide show.

It seemed as though everyone around him had fully lost it. Han Maru was fully immersed in his role, and everyone loved it. A new level of obscenity was reached on a daily basis and Seonwoo Eden couldn’t seem to avoid it.

Once, he returned from a lunch break to the sounds of feminine cackling. He rounded the corner of the room to find Officers Jiwon and Chana riding on the back of the man of the hour.

Eden’s eyebrows furrowed in a mixture of confusion and anguish. “What. Are you doing?” He pinched the bridge of his nose.

Jiwon turned, face full of glee. “Save a horse, ride a cowboy!!!”

Chana pulled at the leash wrapped around her palms, beckoning a struggling Maru to keep crawling. And to Eden’s dismay, he did it with a smile.

“What the fuck is this.”

Seonwoo Eden constantly repeated the redundant question to himself, but he already knew the answer. It was the ramifications of his actions from that day. The day that he committed to wrapping his hands around that tempting waist. The day that he lost himself in the sensation of grinding himself against that front, strong thighs straddling him and causing him to forget himself.

He had jumpstarted the sluttification of Han Maru, or at the very least, he contributed to it. And he didn’t know if he wanted it to end, or if he wanted to act on it himself.

Eden headed to the on-site gym at the end of his shift. He fully intended to clear his mind of all of his grievances with his unfortunate new working environment. Approaching the entrance, he heard noises that made his blood run cold.

”ngh…” Maru’s voice faintly bled through the cracks of the door. Eden’s hand hovered over the door handle, wondering why he hadn’t turned around and headed home.

“I just can’t get enough of this.” Eden froze in horror as he heard none other than Nam Yoseok being the accompaniment. Something possessed him to open that door.

Sitting on a gym bench, Han Maru sat flush against Nam Yoseok. His gym shorts were pooled around his ankles, his shirt was raised above his nipples, and his breathing was ragged. Seonwoo’s eyes drifted towards the hand wrapped around Maru’s weeping cock.

Maru’s eyes shot towards the figure standing in the doorway. “Yoseok! Eden is-“ Maru attempted to pause Yoseok’s movements, but the hand kept moving and his voice started breaking. Yoseok smirked as he turned his head to face Seonwoo.

“Nice of you to join us. You likin’ the show?” Yoseok cupped Maru’s chest with his free hand, making him let out a shaky gasp.

Seonwoo could only maintain a wordless stare. He couldn’t help but zero in on the indecent expression on Maru’s face. Maru’s cheeks were dusted red, and drool ran out the corners of his lips. Always drooling. Eden felt himself close the door behind him.

Maru stared in horror as Eden decided to sit at the bench adjacent to them. Shame should have long since abandoned him, but Eden was a special matter. Seonwoo hadn’t been addressing him or touching him like the others. On the field, he’d only accept the minimum amount of communication and teamwork required before vacating the site and writing the reports himself. A lot of their banter had ceased, the air between them running stale as a result of the unaddressed feelings lingering from that day.

Maru didn’t like Eden one bit. Yet, he wanted to feel those hands grip his waist again. He wanted to feel those fingers around his hips again. He wanted to feel himself against him. Hell, maybe even inside him. He drooled at the thought of Eden’s size ravaging his insides.

Yoseok was a mind reader and an agent of chaos. He knew that Eden would be there at that time of day. That’s why he dragged an unassuming Maru to the gym under the false pretense of needing a spotter.

Yoseok breathed against Maru’s ear. “Your boyfriend is here. He’s watching me get you off.”
Maru groaned at the feeling of fingers twisting around his tip. “He’s not my boyfriend.” Maru weakly protested. He met Eden’s eyes with his own and sharp sparks of electricity ran through his chest.

Eden was frustratingly hard. The noises Maru made drove him insane on a daily basis, and he hated that he had to live with that fact. Now, he sat directly in front of him, getting front row seats to watch a very pliant and docile Maru getting ruined. As Maru’s eyes locked with his own, he wondered what faces and noises Han Maru would make if it was his hands wrapped around that blushing cock.

Yoseok made a move to remove Maru’s shirt, and paused at the handjob to play with Maru’s chest instead. Maru squirmed at the touch. Eden’s eyes drifted to the overstimulated nipples, already colored a deep red hue. “H-hah…” Maru breathed out, Eden’s eyes making him incredibly more sensitive than usual.

“I bet you wish it was Eden, huh?” Yoseok addressed Maru, but he was really speaking to Eden, taunting him. “I bet you wish it was his hands that were making you feel like this.” Maru moaned as fingers gently rubbed circles into the hardened buds on his chest. Maru couldn’t help but flush furiously at the sight of Eden’s eyes trailing across his body.

“Please…” Maru whimpered. He didn’t know what he was pleading for, but he began to plead nonetheless. “Seonwoo-“ Maru stilled as the name slipped from his lips. Yoseok laughed as his mission became closer to fruition.

Something in Eden’s mind snapped.

He got up to approach the pair sitting at the bench, and Han Maru nearly fainted at the sight of a sexually frustrated Seonwoo Eden kneeling between his legs. The dynamic could not be any more inverted than this.

“Please what, Maru? What do you want from me, huh?” Eden’s hands gripped Maru’s soft thighs, a dangerous edge lining his voice. Maru became weak at the sight of piercing blue eyes staring up at him.

“Please...touch me, Eden.” Maru whispered. “I want to feel you again.” There was an unexpected vulnerability that bled into those words. Eden’s restlessness increased by tenfold, and he found himself wrapping his hands around Maru’s length.

Maru cried out at the dual sensations. Yoseok continued to rub and pull at his nipples with varying intensity, and Seonwoo rubbed his fingertips against the gland on the underside of his penis. He moaned wantonly when Seonwoo placed a few kisses on the tip.

“Is this what you wanted, Maru?” Eden tried to sound imposing, but his voice was filled with desperation. They had both begun to unravel, and Yoseok was privileged enough to bear witness to it. Eden’s hands sped up, and Han Maru’s voice increased an octave. He threw his head back, resting it in the crook of Yoseok’s neck.

Eden’s dick threatened to spring out from his pants, but he chose to ignore it, settling for pushing all of his frustration onto the task of getting Maru to come.

Maru’s breathing became shorter. “Yoseok- no, Eden- ah!” He panted out and shook within Yoseok’s arms, an all too familiar tell.

Yoseok kissed his temple, and Eden teased at his perineum.

Seonwoo knew he’d reached a point of no return when he mentally recorded the sight of Maru’s release at his hands. Warm, thick strands filled his hand. Maru’s eyes were rolled back, back arched against Yoseok’s front.

The room became silent except for the sounds of Maru’s panting. Eden wiped his hand off of Maru’s thigh, and stood up to leave. Yoseok couldn’t help but smirk at the back of Eden’s head, knowing that he’d set off an atomic bomb.

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Eden’s groans reverberated against the shower tiles. “Seonwoo Eden!!” The memory of Maru’s cries rang aloud within his mind, torturing him. Seonwoo imagined what it would be like to pound into that firm, rounded ass. His hands sped up furiously as he imagined what those walls would be like around his cock.

“Fuck! Han Maru!” Eden pumped his cock a few more times before he let out an unrestrained moan, hoping that the neighbors wouldn’t file a noise complaint. As he came down from his high, Eden rest his head against the shower wall, wondering when he’d finally be free of the torture.

He needed to Fuck Han Maru. That was what would bring him peace.

Notes:

Eden is inching closer towards the finish line. Thank you for reading.

Chapter 4: [Seonwoo Eden] What a Treat!

Summary:

Eden is determined to make Maru beg for it, because he's too stubborn to ask for it himself. Spoiler alert: he doesn't succeed.

Notes:

I had so much fun writing this chapter. I like edging Seonwoo a lot actually, physically and metaphorically. He deserves it for being so rude all the time. I'm simply bringing justice to where it needs to be brought.

Gosh, I'm losing it.

This chapter is Han Maru's sluttiest chapter so far. I kicked the praise kink into overdrive. I hope you enjoy it.

“Good morning, Maru-ya~” Kang Chana tousled Maru's soft black head of hair with her hands as she walked by his seat. Officer Jiwon did the same. Director Go was even worse about it, squeezing Maru's hips or resting on his body like a lamppost every time he'd be in his proximity. Yoseok liked to occasionally yank his chain upwards and give him a forehead kiss. 

 

Maru became accustomed to the feeling of hands constantly touching his body in some capacity. Sometimes he would feel a bit touched out. He endured it, since he was the Office Bitch after all. 

 

What he didn't anticipate that morning was Seonwoo Eden making a move. 

 

For the first time, Maru felt a gloved hand snake underneath his jawline. His breath stilled, and he tried to rotate his chair around to face the culprit, but the other gloved hand stopped the chair from moving. 

 

The most dangerous thing about Seonwoo Eden was that he was incredibly skilled with his hands. 

 

Maru shivered as the gloved hand from the chair snaked around to the front of his neck, fingers dusting over the collar. Eden’s other hand slowly moved from his jawline up to his lips, running his thumb over the bottom half. 

 

“S-Seonwoo?” Maru spoke with curiosity and a light amount of fear. Eden simply used that as an opportunity to push his thumb past Maru’s lips. The hand on the leash suddenly jerked backwards, causing Maru to yelp as his head was forced upwards.

 

Maru felt like he was being devoured by the look that Eden was giving him. Eden‘s thumb began to rub against the roof of his mouth and- wow! Was that always a sensitive part? Maru whined around the digit. 

 

“Han Maru.” Seonwoo spoke as he fiddled with the leash between his fingers. He began to piston his thumb in and out of Maru’s mouth, maintaining eye contact as he did so. Maru tried to suppress the feeling of becoming hot and bothered in the middle of the workday. He did not want to bend the knee to Seonwoo again, but he involuntarily drooled around the finger, wrapping his tongue around it. 

 

Seonwoo abruptly stopped his advances, removing his hands from Maru's body and returning to his seat. Maru blinked in confusion, wondering what the hell that entire interaction was about. 

 

Seonwoo Eden was on a mission. He was going to fuck Han Maru. However, he wasn't going to be the one to ask for it. No, he wanted to experience the feeling of satisfaction at Maru begging for his cock inside of him. He wanted to see him capitulate, get on his knees and kiss his feet. That was the least Eden deserved for the month of frustration that he had to endure. 

 

Chana eyed the interaction from her periphery, and Yoseok smirked. The game was on, and the victor would be the one that didn't crack first. 

 

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The second most Dangerous thing about Seonwoo Eden was that he had a remarkable memory. 

 

He knew that Maru responded to praise quite well. He watched as Maru became putty in the palm of Kang Chana's hands anytime she'd give him affirmation, or blush lightly when Go Deokman would give him a stellar performance review. 

 

So he decided to take it even further. 

 

On the field, Maru defeated a couple of level 2 Nachal with ease, ruthlessly killing them with his bare hands. As he knelt on the forest floor to devour parts of the second one, Maru felt a pair of gloved hands wrap around his torso, with one hand sinking towards his navel. In the midst of his carnality, a voice in his ear set his loins on fire. 

 

“Good job, level one.” Seonwoo’s voice was lower than usual, dripping with honey. The fingers at his navel started making small circles, and the other hand spread across his chest. Maru’s mind was split between his ravenous gluttony, and Eden’s embrace. Oh, those hands felt nice on his body, and he needed them to be there forever. Maru swallowed a piece of the Rakshasa, and let out a shaky moan. 

 

A piece of the Rakshasa laid next to the pair. Eden ripped off a chunk of it and raised it to Maru’s lips. Since Gluttony was still active, Maru hungrily stared down the piece in Eden’s fingers. Before he could consume it, Eden tugged on the silver leash. Maru whined, and Seonwoo felt drunk on power. Seonwoo turned Maru's head to the side, getting a good look of the flushed face covered in blood and drool. 

 

“Mm-mm” Eden shook his head in disapproval. “What do you say first?” Seonwoo added a teasing lilt to his voice. “P-please.” A delirious Han Maru begged for it, staring into hazy blue eyes. A smirk spread across Eden’s face, and his breath caught in his throat at the sight of such pathetic, desperate eyes. 

 

Giving in, Eden fed Maru the piece of the nachal, pushing it past his lips. Maru let out a downright filthy moan, licking the blood off of Eden’s fingers as he did so. “Good Boy.” Eden spoke breathlessly, dick throbbing in his pants. Maru whimpered at the praise, gasping at the hard length against his ass. 

 

Maru's back was arched against Eden's front, grinding his ass against his groin. The pair practically looked close to fucking right where they were. 

 

Yoseok emerged from the trees, whistling. “What a fucked up form of foreplay.” 

 

Seonwoo gave Officer Nam a look that could kill a Man. Maru's Gluttony completely wore off, and his face lit up on fire. 

 

“Maru-” Before Eden could salvage the shift in mood, Maru had already jumped from his lap, dusting himself off and scurrying to the office. 

 

Yoseok turned to return to the office, but was stopped by a very menacing hand on his shoulder. Cheekily smiling, he turned his head and was met with a seething Seonwoo Eden. 

 

“You fucking cockblocker.” 

 

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Maru wasn't entirely an idiot. After the incident with the Nachal, he was absolutely privy to Eden’s game, and he wasn't going down without a fight. 

 

Eden needed to finish the post incident report together with Maru. Maru knew this fact, and decided to get back at him with it.

 

Eden opened the file on the desktop. “Maru, come cross-reference this.” 

 

And Maru did just that, in his own way. Approaching Eden’s desk, Maru sat in Eden’s lap without warning. Panic set off in Eden’s mind, knowing that he had just gotten rid of his hard-on off of mental willpower alone. 

 

“Maru. What are you doing?” Eden spoke with a measured tone. Maru simply grinned, grinding down nice and slow. “I’m cross-referencing.” 

 

Eden's hands shot to Maru’s slutty waist, trying not to moan out loud in the middle of the office. Not for the sake of propriety, as everyone was used to the debauchery at that point, but for the sake of his pride. 

 

Maru tried to nonchalantly type away at the report, but Eden decided to retaliate. Maru sighed as Eden wrapped two fingers around one of his nipples, rubbing it through the shirt. He started to move Maru’s waist against himself, and they both experienced a serious bout of Deja Vu. 

 

Eden chuckled to himself, finally giving in to the situation for what it was. “You've really become a whore, Han Maru.” The usually retaliatory and easily flustered man simply giggled. “You made me this way.” Maru spoke with a finality before standing up to turn in the report. 

 

Maru returned to his desk preparing to head home, when, once again, a gloved hand pulled at his collar. He lifted his head to face a very serious Eden. 

 

“Your ass is coming home with me.” Seonwoo Eden declared. 

 

“Aht. Aht. Is that how you usually talk to a prospective Fuck? What a gentleman.” Maru grinned. Eden took a step closer, and they were practically nose to nose. Seonwoo had an unwavering determination in his eyes. 

 

“Han Maru, I'm going to fuck you.” 

 

“No you're not, Seonwoo Eden. Not unless you learn how to ask.”

 

A beat of silence passed between them. 

 

“Officer Han Maru. Please let me smash.” 

 

Yoseok jumped up from his seat. “GIVE ME MY 3000 WON NOW!!!” He extended his hand towards Officer Chana, who reluctantly pulled out her wallet. 

Notes:

Next chapter, Seonwoo will get his home run.

I'll be adding bonus chapters to the fic. If you have any prompts you'd like to add, leave a comment! Let's ruin Han Maru together.

Thank you for reading!

Chapter 5: [Seonwoo Eden] Encore

Summary:

There is no clickbait here. Maru gets fucked within an inch of his life.

Notes:

This is the longest, filthiest chapter that I've ever written in my life. There's not much commentary to be made here. If you stayed for Eden finally getting his flowers, you're welcome.

This was an absolute blast to write, and I hope you all enjoy watching Maru getting absolutely ruined.

The commute to Eden’s apartment was significantly shorter than usual, because he was flooring it. Maru gripped the sides of the passenger seat, screaming and laughing at the feeling of the car floating on wheels, buildings turning into blurbs. Seonwoo let him laugh. Maru didn't realize that in an hour, he wouldn't even have the capacity to laugh anymore. 

 

The pair barely made it past the front door before lips were smashed upon lips. With his fists grabbing the fabric of a white button up, Eden slammed the door closed with Maru’s body, pinning him between himself and the door. “Ow!” Maru let out a pained cry. Eden took it as an opportunity to shove his tongue within Maru’s mouth. 

 

“Mmfph!” Maru found himself getting quite overwhelmed by the man dominating his mouth with his tongue. Seonwoo’s kiss was disarming, taking control of the first layer of his consciousness. Maru couldn't help but melt into it, and his knees began to buckle. Suit jackets were strewn across the floor. 

 

Eden broke the kiss, dragging a pliant Maru to his bedroom. Upon arrival, Maru found himself getting manhandled, his world becoming upside-down as he landed on a soft, expensive bed.

 

“Seonwoo, you're a fucking psycho.” Maru chuckled as cerulean eyes stared at him like a piece of meat, contemplating how to prepare it. Eden simply responded by pouncing onto the fanged-tooth man, ripping the buttons off of his shirt. 

 

“Hey! I'm not rich like you are! You better replace this shirt!” Maru playfully tugged at Eden’s collar. “Do you ever shut up?” Eden spoke before going in on Maru's neck, lining it with his lips. Maru let out a deep sigh at the feeling. Seonwoo’s kisses moved upwards until he met Maru’s lips again. He snuck a knee between Maru’s legs, rubbing it against his erection. Maru moaned into the kiss.

 

Maru began to fiddle with Eden’s shirt buttons, and Eden sat up to rid himself of it. “So you get to take care of your shirt, but MY shirt-” Maru received a pillow to the face. Peering his eyes over the edge of the pillow, Maru admired the physique of the man above him. Everything about Eden was pretty. 

 

“Take off your pants.” Eden commanded quite unsexily while getting rid of his own. Maru did so, giggling at the rapid progression of things. He knew that his ass was in jeopardy, especially after looking at the intimidating size of Eden’s cock, and witnessing his abrasive demeanor. 

 

The next few moments were a bit of a blur. Maru gasped as Seonwoo spread his legs open, exposing his tight and pink hole. Seonwoo pulled a large bottle of lube from his nightstand, and Maru breathed a little shakily.  

 

“Are you nervous?” Eden smirked as poured a copious amount of lube into the palm of his hand, warming it up. “Shouldn't you be used to this already?”

 

Maru stared at Eden, not knowing how to explain himself. “What if I told you that I'm not?” 

 

Eden stilled, eyes boring into Maru’s soul. “You haven't been fucking the Director?” 

 

Maru shook his head. “I've only ever sucked him off.” 

 

Eden paused, cogs turning in his mind. He scanned Maru’s body up and down with his eyes before cackling. Maru’s face became bright red. “What the fuck is so funny?” 

 

Eden simply smiled. “Are you sure that you're ready for this?” 

 

Maru scoffed. “Why even bother asking when I'm already spread wide open on your bed?” Maru spoke matter-of-factly. It was a sight to behold: Maru’s tip blushed in a perfect red, spread thighs practically screaming in invitation. 

 

“Maru, I'm about to ruin your life.” Eden took a lubed finger and slowly rubbed circles around Maru’s entrance. Maru’s breath hitched, his hands grabbing at the sheets beneath him. Eden hovered over him, kissing his chest. The blue-haired man smiled against Maru’s body, feeling dignified knowing that he'd be Maru’s point of no return. 

 

Maru exhaled as the finger pushed past the rim. “That’s it. Breathe.” Eden coaxed the finger in slowly, and gently. Maru’s eyes were transfixed on Eden’s focused gaze. His cock twitched as he anticipated the feeling of getting railed by the disgustingly handsome asshole. 

 

Eden slowly began to move the finger in and out, monitoring Maru’s facial expressions for a reaction. “Damn, you're really tight.” Eden commented. Maru inhaled and let out a gasp, getting familiar with the intrusion. Seonwoo was focused, deliberate, and controlled. He moved the finger around, exploring and searching for a particular place. 

 

“Ngh…” Maru weakly croaked as felt a strange, sharp sensation spreading throughout his body. Eden took notice of this, and curled his finger upwards-

 

“Oh! Eden! H-hah!!” Jackpot. The pleasure struck Maru’s body like lightning, and his eyes shot wide open. Eden laughed, continuing to work open the gasping man underneath him. 

 

Maru became a moaning, sputtering mess. Eden's dexterity was his downfall. Maru’s cheeks developed a beautiful flush, and Eden could only become helplessly hard as Maru lost himself underneath his touch. 

 

Seonwoo worked his way up to three fingers, and by this point, Maru's arms found themselves wrapped around Eden's back, fingers digging into muscle. Eden buried Maru’s screams with his lips. 

 

“Why were you playing so damn hard to get?” Eden raised an eyebrow, his other hand absentmindedly fiddling with Maru’s nipple. “You're practically melting at my touch.” 

 

Maru had to stifle a moan before answering. “It's because–ngh- I fucking hate you!” 

 

Eden was not fond of that answer. “FUCK!!” A harsh thrust at his prostate caused a scream to rip from Maru's throat. “Eden!!” Maru's last brain cell poured out alongside his tears. 

 

The real answer was that Han Maru was absolutely dick whipped for Seonwoo Eden, ever since that day. And he loathed the fact that it had to be Eden, of all people, that permeated his thoughts every time he'd show up to work. 

 

He tried to stymie those thoughts by entertaining Kang Chana, who he was absolutely still head over heels for. He tried to distract himself by fixing his mouth on Director Go's dick, or playing around with the rest of the team. But none of it was enough. 

 

However, he was absolutely too stubborn to capitulate. He wanted to play the long game, and make Eden learn the definition of humility. That's why he decided to become brazen around the office, making sounds and committing acts that he knew Seonwoo couldn't ignore. It was the least that Eden deserved for the hell that he put him through at the beginning of their history together. 

 

The pair was an absolute mess, provoking each other with the exact same schemes. 

 

Maru felt a familiar sensation approaching, much stronger than ever before. “Seonwoo– hnng!!” Maru could barely get a warning out, his voice catching in his throat. 

 

Seonwoo let out an airy chuckle. “Are you really gonna come just from my fingers? We're barely getting started.” Eden’s words betrayed his actions, increasing the pressure of his fingers. Maru sobbed, and his voice started to break.  

 

Eden pulled out his fingers abruptly, and Maru’s sobs of pleasure transformed into sobs of frustration. “W-why?!” His eyes shone with tears and his hole clenched around nothing. There was an evil glint in Eden’s eye as he grinned. 

 

“You're going to learn how it felt like to be me this month.” 

 

Maru felt his blood run cold, recognizing that smile as the one he'd see during the heat of Nachal fights. 

 

Eden lubed up his cock, which had been severely neglected at this point, and started to rub it against Maru’s entrance. Maru threw his head back from the stimulation, burying it against soft pillows. 

 

Eden removed his cock from Maru’s entrance. Maru looked up to find that idiotic smirk plastered on the younger man’s face. Eden rubbed at his entrance again, and pulled back. Maru groaned out of displeasure, patience wearing thin. “Eden, stop fucking with me.” 

 

Eden buried himself to the hilt in one swift thrust. Maru screamed, barely adjusting to the feeling of Eden’s girth.

 

“Oh–fuuuuck–!” Maru saw stars as Eden began to piston his length in and out of Maru’s hole. Eden lifted Maru’s legs by the knees, pressing them forward until his calves touched the headboard of the bed. Maru’s knees touched his ears, and he drooled at the deeper angle. 

 

“Seonwoo Eden!!!” Maru's whimper transformed into a groan. A certain angled hit to his prostate made his tongue loll out of his mouth.

 

Eden was gone. Maru’s tight warmth sent him to another plane of existence. “Han Maru-” Eden let out a throaty groan. Words from his subconscious started pouring from his lips. “Fuck! I knew your ass would be perfect around my cock.” Eden's thrusts were animalistic, and Maru’s hands scrambled for purchase. “You're so fucking tight!” Eden spoke through gritted teeth. 

 

Maru’s hole started spasming, and his toes curled. “Are you gonna come? Fucking slut, are you gonna come around my cock?” Eden was delirious. Maru whimpered, breathing robbed from his lungs at the fast pace. Their eyes were locked on each other, and a fierce hunger was shared between their gazes.

 

A certain angled thrust at Maru's prostate made him come undone. His back arched against the mattress, and he threw his head back in a long-drawn-out scream. Eden kept fucking him through his orgasm, moaning at the sudden tightness of Maru’s hole. Both of their stomachs were covered in thick, white ribbons. Maru had come completely untouched.

 

“Ah– Ugh! Seonwoo, I just came!” Maru threw a hand out, weakly pushing against Eden's shoulders. Eden simply doubled down, keeping Maru’s knees pressed against his shoulders as he continued to rail him into the mattress. Maru was sobbing and drooling buckets at this point. There was a dent forming in the wall by the left corner of the headboard. 

 

Eden sneered. “Did you really think we'd be done so soon? You're not leaving this bed until you're absolutely immobile.” Eden stated nonsensically.

 

Seonwoo freed Maru from the mating press and changed their positions, laying on his back and flipping Maru upwards. A thoroughly fucked out Maru straddled his cock, and his face could be described as beyond erotic. Eden didn't know it was possible for irises to form hearts. 

 

“You're going to ride me until your legs stop working.” Eden placed his hands on spread thighs, squeezing at the flesh there. Maru ground his hips downwards, dots spreading across his vision as Eden’s tip pressed against his sweet spot. He felt incredibly full, absolutely impaled with nowhere to run.

 

Eden glided his hands up to Maru’s waist. “Here, let me help you get started.” 

 

The air was knocked out of Maru’s lungs as Seonwoo thrusted upwards. Seonwoo lifted Maru up by his waist, bouncing the overstimulated man on his cock with reckless abandon. Eden’s moans started to intensify; His cock was getting absolutely milked for all of it's worth.

 

“You feel so good, so fucking good, Maru!” Eden threw his head back, face flushed from arousal. Maru's hips moved on their own, chasing after the high of his approaching orgasm. “Eden– I'm gonna come againnn~!” Maru was reduced to a state of whining and whimpering, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

 

Eden’s thrusts aligned with the movement of Maru’s hips. “Ohh!” Eden’s hands gripped Maru’s waist with fervor. “That’s right, Maru-ya– Come on my cock again and again and again.” Eden began to babble, sweat beginning to pour down the sides of his forehead. Eden’s own arousal was beginning to peak, the coil threatening to break. 

 

Eden breathed out hastily. “Han Maru, I'm gonna fill you up–” the bouncing increased in intensity. “Yes, yes, yes– Ah—!” Maru's head started to loll as he let out unrestrained screams. His thighs shook, body spasming as he came for the second time. 

 

Maru learned the definition of a creampie firsthand. He whimpered at the feeling of a warmth flooding his insides, feeling overwhelmingly full. Eden's whole body shook as he came, Han Maru's name pouring from his lips. 

 

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“I can’t, I can't– nghhh!!!” Maru's voice was strained, and his muscles felt like they were melting. Eden fucked him face down into the mattress, railed him against the wall, and currently drilled him from the back, the pair sitting upright on the bed. Maru’s back was arched against Eden's front. Eden held his arms behind his back, using them as an anchor to pivot his thrusts. The sounds of skin hitting against skin reverberated against the walls of the bedroom. 

 

Eden was on a rampage, and Maru didn't know how long he could endure it. Eden seemed to spring back to life in such a short amount of time. Maru would have been envious of the short refractory period, had he not been on the end of the abuse. 

 

“What happened to all of that game of yours, back at the office?” Eden rolled his hips into Maru’s, causing him to squeal from his abused prostate being grinded against. “You were fucking with me every day, practically begging for my cock.” 

 

Eden let go of one of Maru's arms, choosing to wrap his hand around Maru’s neck instead. “Don't run away now. You're gonna take it like a good boy.” Eden panted out between words. 

 

Maru was incoherent and barely staying afloat. Too many feelings were dancing across his senses, and he no longer knew what reality was or wasn't. Eden had fucked him silly. His head went limp, falling between the crook of Eden’s neck. 

 

Eden shuddered against Maru’s body as he came close to finishing for the nth time that night. Maru’s hole was absolutely full of Eden’s seed, and the sounds that Eden produced thrusting into it were obscene. He let go of Maru’s other arm, which went limp on the bed, and wrapped his hand around his cock. He gave Maru a few pumps for courtesy, and bit down on his shoulder with a groan as he came again.

 

Maru let out a weak, choked sob, coming dry. His whole body shook, and he went absolutely limp against Eden's body. The pair collapsed onto the mattress, unable to say or do anything for a long while.

 

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“WE HAVE TO WORK TOMORROW, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!” 

 

Eden laughed his ass off at Maru's dilemma, dodging the pillow launched at his head. Han Maru's legs immediately shut down upon his attempt to get up from the bed. Eden wasn't that much better, legs feeling like jelly as he collected Maru from the floor, placing him back on the bed. 

 

Maru couldn't stay too mad at Eden, though. Through tired eyes, he watched Eden leave for the bathroom, admiring his gorgeous back. He almost dozed off listening to the faint sound of running water, before he felt a pair of strong hands carry him to the bathroom.

 

Eden absentmindedly played with Maru’s hair while they sat in the warm soapy water. The pair sat together in contentment, having little regards for the world outside of their own. 

 

Notes:

Eden is a bit of a menace, huh? :)
Thank you for reading.

Chapter 6: [Go Deokman] Performance Review

Summary:

Deokman subjects Maru to a Performance Review. It is not conducted in a professional manner.

Notes:

I keep thinking that I've reached an end, and then more ideas swim to the surface. After this chapter, anything remaining can be treated as anthology.

Anyway, Maru has fully completed his sluttification process. I hope you had a fun time watching it.

This chapter is lighter than the last one. I hope you enjoy it.

Officer Han Maru, Performance Review

 

Transcript 

 

[G. Deokman] So Maru, tell me. How have you been enjoying your new role as the “Ganghwa Island Team's Bitch?” 

 

[H. Maru] It's been pretty…interesting so far. I'd say that I like it. 

 

[G. Deokman] What do you like about it the most? 

 

[H. Maru] Uh, it's a little difficult to say. I like a lot of the things I do, in no particular order. 

 

[G. Deokman] It's okay to be honest with me about it. Don't hold back. 

 

[H. Maru] Well…if you insist. I feel more like I'm a lot more– Ngh! 

 

[G. Deokman] A lot more..?

 

[H. Maru] Dependable. Reliable. The team comes to me for their needs, and I'm able to meet them. It makes me feel good. Really good.

 

[G. Deokman] It makes you feel good. Haha, I see. Well, what needs have you been meeting? Can you go into specifics? 

 

[H. Maru] Well– Ahn! No! Not there! 

 

[G. Deokman] Having trouble?

 

[H. Maru] N-no. Please excuse me, I get- mmmm– distracted easily. A good example would be your needs, Director. You're prone to needing a lot of stress relief. 

 

[G. Deokman] Oh, is that so?  

 

[H. Maru] H-hah, yeah. Just like now. You fucking pervert!! 

 

Maru sat atop Go Deokman's desk, legs spread as though it were Thanksgiving dinner, and he was the turkey. His shirt found its home on the floor, next to his pants. Only the collar and some cute black briefs remained. 

 

The office was completely empty, save for the two of them. Director Go decided to give Maru a performance review. However, his motives were completely malicious. 

 

The older man currently had his hand inside of Maru’s briefs, throughly pumping him up and down. Maru bit his lip, trying not to make any sound. The Director showed the tip a bit more attention, and noises spilled from his subordinates lips.

 

[G. Deokman] I guess you could say that. I do enjoy having a cute plaything like yourself. 

 

[H. Maru] I know you do- Oh!!

 

The Director's other hand, which had been resting on Maru’s inner thigh, moved to teasing Maru’s hole through his underwear. 

 

[G. Deokman] But there's one thing that I am disappointed about, Han Maru.

 

[H. Maru] W-What? 

 

[G. Deokman] You gave Eden and Chana your hole, but not me? 

 

[H. Maru] Mmm…that's because they have clean houses. 

 

The Director sighed hearing that answer. 

 

[G. Deokman] I'm not that bad.

 

[H. Maru] You're fucking disgusting. I keep it external with you for that reason alone.

 

[G. Deokman] Could I possibly convince you to change your mind?

 

Director Go increased the speed of his hand, and moans began to tumble from Maru's lips.

 

“Fuck the interview.” The Director said, standing up from his seat and caging Maru onto the desk. He kissed the corners of Maru’s lips, and pressed against the crease of his mouth using his tongue. 

 

Wrapping his arms around the Director's neck, Maru leaned into the kiss, letting his mouth be ravaged by Deokman’s tongue. His moans were muffled by the kiss as Go's thumb rubbed against the underside of his tip. 

 

“I should just tie you up and keep you at home. You could be my bitch. All you'd have to do is fuck me, and maybe clean.” Deokman said with a cheeky smile plastered on his face. 

 

“Not a chance in Hell, you lazy mongrel.”

 

Maru’s words were all bark and no bite. He rocked his hips along with the Director's touch, wanting to chase the building feeling in his lower half. 

 

Director Go removed his hand and tugged on Maru's leash. “Couch.” Deokman uttered a single command, and Maru scoffed at it. “Use your words, Captain Go.” 

 

That earned him a heavy smack on the thigh, making him Yelp. The leash was pulled forward again, and Maru let himself be pulled off the desk, walking to the couch like an aggrieved dog.

 

Deokman threw Maru onto the couch, spreading his legs. “Damn! You guys treat me like a football around here!” Maru sighed, and Director Go laughed, pulling Maru’s briefs all the way off his body. 

 

The Director kneeled, and Maru couldn't help but wonder what he could have wanted from down there. He got his answer pretty quickly.

 

“Ooooooh!!!” Maru moaned as the Director fucked him open with his tongue. His hand returned to Maru’s cock, fisting it as he ate Maru out like it was his last meal. The sounds of rimming were filthy, sucking and squelching filling the room of the office.

 

“C-captain!!!” Maru moaned, looking down with lidded eyes. The tongue against his hole was so warm and wet, and it somehow lit up all of his nerves, feeling overwhelmingly pleasurable. 

 

Deokman liked making Maru squeal. Ever since he'd forced him to take residence at his apartment, Deokman would have temptations about Maru being underneath him, begging him for attention. He had visions of fucking him around the dorm, bending him over the bathroom counter, or pounding him in the doorway. 

 

Maru’s hands would be white knuckling the countertop, and Deokman would lock eyes with him in the mirror as he ravaged him from behind, hand wrapped around his neck. Maru would be drooling and panting, screaming for more. 

 

But it seemed that Maru liked to be chased, slowly broken down and coaxed open. Deokman thought he'd eventually have Eden’s luck, getting a piece of that ass. But Maru gave him the runaround, teasing him and never letting him get his wish. 

 

So he doubled down on his courtesy today, giving Maru a little care and getting on his knees for once. 

 

“You're a little minx, aren't you. You get men on their knees, begging to fuck you.” Deokman spoke, mildly indignant. Maru chuckled, closing his legs around the captain's face, giving it a squeeze. “It's more fun this way.” 

 

“Goodness, you're so different from when I hired you. What happened?” Director Go spoke between thighs, absolutely rock hard. 

 

“Sluttification. You're literally paying me for it.”

 

“Damn, my bad.” Deokman said with slight remorse before prying open Maru’s legs with his hands. “Oh well.” He finished, diving right back in. 

 

Maru melted into the couch, fisting his hand in the Director's hair as he moaned profusely. Director Go sped up his tongue, vibrating it with his moans. Maru buried his head into the couch, drool spilling out from the corners of his lips. Deokman ran several long strips of his tongue from Maru’s shaft to Maru's hole, repeating this until Maru was a mewling mess. 

 

The Director sped up the hand pumping his cock, and it didn't take very much longer for Maru to cry out, shooting ropes all over the Director's hair.  

 

The Director stood up, loving the fucked out look on the younger man's face. It was his turn to grab a fistful of Maru’s hair, forcing him upwards. 

 

“No freebies.” Director Go unzipped his pants, freeing his hard, large cock from his pants. Maru sighed, looking at the Director through half lidded eyes before willfully wrapping his lips around the cock. 

 

What a shitty Performance Review.

 

Notes:

Deokman should be reevaluated for abuse of power, but that wouldn't be very fun.

Thanks for reading!!

Chapter 7: [Kang Chana + Seonwoo Eden] Peggy

Summary:

'I'm pegging that man at the back of the bus.' - Ceechynaa

Eden and Chana have a small dispute over who Maru actually prefers.

Notes:

It's here.

The pegging chapter.

I have nothing remarkable to say. Just please let me know how you feel. I think I've reached the peak of my insanity here, ngl.

‘I don't give a fuck, shut the fuck up, get on your knees and grease my feet’

 

Eden and Chana decided to tag-team Maru in secret. The idea blossomed purely out of curiosity. 

 

“Who do you think he prefers more?” Kang Chana inquired during a lunch break. “He's practically all over me. I could step on him and he'd say thank you.” Chana said with confidence. 

 

Eden rolled his eyes. “Yeah, but I have cock privilege. It puts him to sleep. I showed that man a new world, and now he won't stop crawling back.” Eden ran a hand through his hair, triumphant.

 

Chana placed her hands on her hips, eying Eden incredulously. “Hello? It's called a strap-on. And mine vibrates. Welcome to 2024.”

 

They stood in silence for a bit, pondering. A flash of lightning struck both of their minds, and they shared the same expression of mischief. 

 

“Let's find out together, shall we?” 

 

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Maru slobbered all over Eden’s cock, staring up at him through lidded eyes from the floor. Eden threaded his fingers through Maru's hair, pushing him further and further downwards until he gagged on it. 

 

Maru became a cock warrior. He'd taken Eden and Deokman's cock down his throat so many times that he wondered if his esophageal lining was permanently reshaped. And he loved it. Maru was permanently changed; he became absolutely greedy for dick. 

 

That's why he didn't mind it when Eden dragged him to his apartment for yet another round of stress relief. They'd gone through the motions of undressing before Eden pushed Maru to his knees, getting blown while standing. 

 

Eden shuddered at the feeling of his cock being enveloped by a perfect warmth. “Look at you.” Eden jeered, fucking into Maru’s reddened lips. “You used to be so stubborn and obnoxious, and now you're choking on my cock every day.” Eden was merciless; he had a crazed look in his eyes. 

 

Maru whined around Seonwoo dick, tears pooling at his waterline. However, he was painfully hard from the humiliation, and Eden made it known that he knew. Eden abruptly pulled Maru off of his length, and Maru took in as much air as he possibly could. Eden grabbed Maru's cheeks with his hand, forcing his mouth to stay open. 

 

“Here's a gift, you fucking whore.” Eden spoke coldly before spitting into Maru’s mouth. Maru let out an absolutely filthy moan, cock throbbing with need. Eden laughed, letting Maru’s face go. 

 

A knock on the bedroom door made Maru’s blood run cold. He hadn't anticipated any visitors, and he surely couldn't be seen by anyone in this state. He made a move to cover himself with a discarded shirt from the floor, but Eden’s grip on his hair tightened, immobilizing him.

 

Eden was unfazed. He seemed to welcome the company, actually.

 

“Come in.” Eden spoke with an evil glint in his eye. 

 

The door creaked open, and Maru’s eyes widened at the sight of Kang Chana, wearing nothing but a bra and a strap-on. It was quite large, pink, and intimidating to look at. 

 

“Oh…no…” Maru uttered with a small amount of fear. His body reacted a lot differently, cock twitching at the sight.

 

“No?” Chana raised an eyebrow, looking incredibly amused. Maru's eyes were cemented to Chana's as she approached him. He sighed at the feeling of her palm cupping his cheek, resting his head against it.

 

Chana turned to look at Eden. “He's too cute. I can't be as ruthless as you are.” Chana pushed Eden’s hand out of the way, giving Maru’s head a soothing rub. Maru practically purred.

 

Eden scoffed. “Someone around here has to put him in his place.” He walked to the nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube from the drawer. They spoke about Maru as though he were a misbehaving dog, considering the best ways to punish him. 

 

“Come.” Chana sat in the middle of Eden’s bed, resting her back against the headboard. Maru wobbled while attempting to stand up, knees weak from kneeling for so long. He joined her on the bed, crawling in between her legs and resting his head on her chest, waiting for her commands.

 

“You're so pretty, Maru.” Chana had a soft smile on her face, making Maru’s heart race. He looked at her with eyes full of adoration, ready for her to have her way. She lifted his face up with her fingers, giving him a deep kiss. Maru folded, moaning against her lips.

 

Maru felt the mattress dip at the weight of Eden joining the pair on the bed. Eden grabbed Maru’s hips, raising them until Maru was in an almost perfect puppy pose. He circled a lubed finger around Maru’s hole, and Maru let out a muffled gasp as the finger pushed in. 

 

Chana broke the kiss, holding Maru’s face in her hands. “Eden, you're missing out on this cute expression.” A deep, ruby red flush lined Maru’s cheeks, mouth open as he let out a steady stream of moans. Between the fingers hitting his p-spot and Chana's words, Han Maru found himself going insane.

 

Eden chuckled under his breath. “The noises he makes are enough for me. Listen to him sing.” He winded up his free hand and gave Maru’s ass a very weighted slap. “Ahh!” Maru cried out from the sting, body jolting in Chana's arms. “Eden–!” Maru couldn't get a complaint out before he was back to moaning and drooling profusely. Eden amped up the pace of his fingers, knowing exactly what angle to thrust at. 

 

The two dominated Maru with opposing dispositions. Eden loved the act of being imposing and demeaning, making Maru beg and weep. He'd do it within reason, of course. He'd fix Maru right back up after a rough session, letting him sleep overtime and feeding him food he'd never afford on his own dime. 

 

Chana, on the other hand, was a lot softer. Her love was steady and firm. Her praises outweighed her belittlement, and she loved making Maru unravel at the simple sound of her affection. Then, she'd make him feel all “strong” and “masculine” with mundane things like letting him be the outside spoon, or making him kill a roach in the hallway. She'd mastered the art of oscillating between the damsel who needed rescue vs. the dominatrix that turned Maru into putty.

 

“Eden, I think he's close~” Chana gleefully remarked. Maru was beginning to break, eyelids fluttering as he let out uncontrollable moans. 

 

Eden pulled his fingers out suddenly, and Maru whined. “I fucking love doing that.” Eden grabbed Maru by the neck, forcing him to kneel upwards against his front. Eden’s rock hard length rested against the cleft of his ass. “Bringing you to the edge and letting you be at my mercy.” Eden teased Maru’s entrance, rubbing his cock against it, and Maru weakly groaned. 

 

Chana stood up from the bed, and Eden pushed Maru forward, letting him fall face first into the pillows. He felt Eden leave from behind him, and became a little disoriented as he wondered what they were doing next. 

 

Eden tossed Chana the bottle of lube, and Maru felt a new weight take place behind him. Maru’s eyes widened at the slick sound of lube being rubbed against something. Chana readjusted Maru’s hips, grabbing a pillow and wedging it underneath his front.

 

Chana’s hands squeezed Maru’s hips, rubbing circles into his skin with her thumbs. “I know that you're gonna take me so well, my sweet thing.” 

 

 

“Orange.” Maru spoke with haste. 

 

 

Chana paused, and Eden sat next to Maru on the bed, giving him a look of mild concern. “What's going through your mind?” Eden asked, gently running a hand through Maru's hair. Chana pulled herself back from Maru, giving him a couple of rubs on his lower back. 

 

“I'm sorry. I just…got a little overwhelmed.” Maru confessed, feeling a little sorry about killing the mood. Chana crawled to Maru’s other side, giving him a kiss on the forehead. “We can take a break if you'd like to.” 

 

“No.” Maru spoke a little too fast, flushing from embarrassment. “I need you. I need both of you. Please…ruin me.” 

 

Eden and Chana shared a silent exchange of glances. 

 

‘The both of us.’

 

'That makes it a tie, huh.'

 

Chana returned to her place behind Maru, and Eden sat in front of Maru, letting him rest his head in his lap. 

 

Maru lifted his hips, giving his ass a little shake. “Give it to me.” Maru spoke with want, giving Chana a sultry look back. 

 

“Fuck, you're good at this, aren't you.” Chana felt her desire to thoroughly destroy Han Maru ramp up to level 10. 

 

“See? He's a dangerous one. That's why you gotta be more like me.” Eden turned Maru's face back to him. “You gotta keep him on a short leash.” Eden spoke, and his hazy blue eyes were full of passion. Maru smiled, feeling absolutely content in Eden’s hands.

 

Chana slowly pushed forward, and Maru held Eden’s hands as he let out a languid moan. Chana kept pushing her hips forward until she finally bottomed out, and Maru felt absolutely full. Eden silently laughed at the sight of Maru’s tongue lolling out of his mouth. 

 

Chana pulled back, and pushed forward, creating a steady rhythm. Maru’s breath hitched, and he started to squeeze Eden’s hands. He felt incredibly good, and the fact that it was Kang Chana taking him turned him on a little too much. 

 

Chana's rhythm started to pick up, and Maru’s breathy gasps turned into a symphony of moaning and whimpering. Eden’s cock jumped at the sight of Maru’s progressively lewd sounds and expressions, committing them to memory. 

 

Chana adjusted the pillow underneath Maru, and changed the angle of her thrusts. 

 

Maru's breath caught in his throat, lips open in a silent scream. 

 

“Yes! Yesyesyesyes–” Maru’s hips fell back against Chana's, involuntarily chasing the intense pleasure. Chana kept thrusting, and Maru’s face became covered in tears and drool. Maru shook against the bed, and some of his saliva landed on Eden’s thighs. Chana was fucking him so deeply and thoroughly that he felt his brain turning into absolute sludge. 

 

Maru didn't have time to recognize the object that Eden threw at Chana. She caught the remote mid air, fiddling with the buttons.

 

“W-What– Ohmygosh! Nghhhhh!!”

 

Chana turned on the vibrator function, and Maru was finished. Chana also began to moan, small noises tumbling out of her lips. The vibrator function was dual sided. 

 

“Shit, he's going crazy. I think he likes it.” Seonwoo remarked, almost in awe. Maru’s eyes rolled upwards, and his throat could only produce strained groans and whines. He needed to fixate on something, anything, to bear with the overstimulation. 

 

Eden moaned as Maru pulled him closer to his face, wrapping his mouth around his cock. His intense, uncontrollable moans made his mouth vibrate just as well, making Eden grip Maru’s head for purchase.

 

The three of them were drenched in sweat, enveloped by a crazy, desperate atmosphere. The sounds of moaning and groaning filled the room, and the two doms gave their undivided attention to the submissive man in their care, absolutely wrecking him physically and mentally. 

 

Chana's already fast pace became merciless, and Maru drooled all over Eden’s cock, letting out the most filthy, whorish moans. Eden threw his head back at the sensation. 

 

Chana panted and moaned from overexertion, and her climax began to approach. “You're doing so good, Maru. You're taking me so well. You're so good.” Chana sung his praises, bending forward and kissing his back. 

 

Maru felt a sensation much stronger than usual approaching. Lifting his face off of Eden's dick, his hands gripped the sheets for dear life as he moaned wildly into the air. 

 

“I'm gonna-” Maru didn't finish that sentence as a sob ripped from his throat. All he could do was convulse, thick strands of ejaculate soaking the pillow beneath him. He couldn't stop moaning, and the ecstasy felt like it would last forever. 

 

Eden groaned, spilling all over Maru's face as he fervently finished himself off with his hand. 

 

Chana came with a long-drawn-out moan, the vibrations setting off her clit. 

 

 

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“I think I win this one.” Chana crossed her legs, observing the man passed out on the bed.

 

“Of course. My dick doesn't vibrate.” Eden huffed, reluctantly conceding. 

 

They both studied Maru’s exhausted figure. He slept like the dead. 

 

“Do you think he's gonna wake up in 8 hours?” Chana asked, giggling. Eden snorted. 

 

That would be a problem for tomorrow.

Notes:

You survived! Maru’s ass didn't.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of Slutty Han Maru